juggling babies + a unicycle
This was going to be a Wordless Wednesday post.
But I just couldn’t leave you all hanging like that.
On our trip to Boston in July, we left the car near Harvard College, took the T into Boston Common, and walked from there.
Ed wanted to show us Faneuil Hall, so we made for the Harbour at a brisk pace – out of all proportion to the oppressive, sticky heat.
When the answer to, “Are we there yet?” was finally, “Yes,” the brick building rose in front of us. This was the scene at the bottom of the steps.
We circled around, eyeing the baby-dolls as if they might come to life. Finally, I had to take a picture. I’m glad I did. Or not.
Those dolls are kind of creeping me out.